Chapter 477 Bloodthirsty God

"Poor guy, are you scared silly?"

Hatton jumped up and swung the axe down, but Enzo, who was pointed at by the axe, did not move, as if frozen in place.

"Inferior species are inferior species, they should fall to death when they are born!"

Hatton's face was ferocious, and he sneered, "I really don't understand why the great blood-killing god would give you power."

Swish!

The axe was attached with the power of blood and qi, and it cut through the air with a harsh sound. Enzo did not raise his head, and the invisible magic power turned directly into a shield.

Bang!

A loud noise came, and the smile on Hatton's face turned into astonishment. He chopped down the axe with all his strength, which made his tiger's mouth numb. However, what was more terrifying was that Enzo raised his head slightly and showed a sneer.

The next moment, shadows turned into spears.

"Ah!!!" An extremely shrill scream came from Hatton's mouth.

Swish!

In mid-air, more than ten shadow spears pierced through Hatun's body, a large amount of blood splashed down, and the cold corpse fell to the ground with a dull sound.

In an instant, the surroundings fell into silence.

Not only the blood warriors of the Gosho tribe, but also the Tatars such as Drogo, had frozen expressions on their faces. Wendy, who was locked in a wooden cage, had an unbelievable luster in her eyes and her lips trembled.

"Evil. How is it possible!?"

Drogo's voice became sharp, and he took a few steps back, looking at Enzo with shock in his eyes.

The more than ten shadow spears that appeared out of thin air just now were not a means that the red-striped warriors could master. This strange ability could only be mastered by those evil people who were contaminated by the God of Disaster.

However, not long ago, at the harvest celebration, Enzo had received the gift of the God of Blood Killing!

The red-striped warriors who were gifted by the God of Blood Killing actually became evil people?

This was something that had never happened in the history of the War Ghost Clan. For a moment, Drogo was shocked. There was a brief blank in his mind, and he didn't know how to react.

Everyone was shocked, but Enzo seemed particularly calm.

As his strength recovered little by little, he no longer needed to hide anything. Since he wanted to conquer the world as a wizard, the Black Mist Season, where the power of the God of Blood Killing and the God of Disaster collided, was undoubtedly a good entry point.

According to the original plan, Enzo planned to make trouble in the Black Mist Season.

However, the appearance of the Gaosuo tribe disrupted his plan, but it did not affect the overall situation. Anyway, the Black Mist Season was about to come.

"Next, it's your turn."

Then, Enzo looked forward, and the eyes of those Gaosuo blood warriors showed a silver luster, and the invisible mental power turned into waves and spread, and the soul power was instantly launched.

Suddenly, a wailing sounded.

The blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe knelt on the ground one after another. The soul power caused them to have severe pain in their heads and fell into pain. This invisible attack, the blood warriors could not even defend themselves.

"Enzo! You."

Drogo took a few steps back and distanced himself from Enzo. His face was full of vigilance, and he said in a deep voice, "Why is this happening? How could you, who accepted the gift from the God of Blood, become the pawn of the God of Disaster?"

"An evil one? No."

Enzo shook his head and said softly, "I am just a traveler who pursues truth and eternity. I will not become the pawn of any god, whether it is the God of Blood or the God of Disaster."

Then, Enzo ignored Drogo and looked forward again.

Not far away, the blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe had been suppressed by the soul power. Enzo's eyes flickered slightly, and then he slowly opened his arms.

In an instant, phantom crows flew out from Enzo's body.

The invisible mental power turned into silk threads, controlling the phantom crows one by one, drilling into the bodies of the blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe. This is an alternative way of curse, allowing Enzo to control them.

Immediately afterwards, the blood warriors cursed by the phantom crows stood up one after another.

The expressions on their faces were extremely struggling, as if they were in a twisted state. The power of the phantom crow that had penetrated into their bodies collided violently with another force, so that several blood warriors even began to have cracks all over their bodies.

Threads of blood continued to flow out.

"The inference is correct, it is indeed like this." Enzo murmured.

Bang!

Suddenly, the body of a blood warrior of the Gosso tribe exploded with a bang, and the crushed flesh and blood splashed everywhere, which was extremely terrifying.

At the same time, the sky suddenly turned blood red.

Around, the tribesmen of the Tatar tribe were shocked, and the blood power in the blood warriors' bodies surged. A majestic voice sounded in their minds, driving them to look at Enzo.

"In the name of the blood-killing god, kill the evil one!"

Drogo's eyes turned red, and he roared suddenly, raised the bronze spear in his hand and went up, and the other Tatar blood warriors did the same, attacking Enzo violently.

"Soul power!" Enzo uttered two syllables lightly.

Silver ripples spread like waves, and Drogo and a group of blood warriors knelt on the ground. The extraordinary path given to the War Ghosts by the Blood God allowed them to gain a strong physique, but the development of their mental power was almost zero.

Therefore, this became a fatal flaw in the Blood Warriors' path!

Fortunately, this world has not been discovered by wizards for many years. Otherwise, wizards who are good at magic and ability can easily deal with secular forces by taking advantage of the weaknesses of the Blood Warriors.

Enzo looked up at the sky.

"Aren't you planning to come out yet? Blood-killing God?" He said calmly.

In the crimson sky, the clouds were suddenly torn apart, and a beam of red light fell from the sky. After falling on the ground, it transformed into a burly man wearing blood-red armor.

The ruler of the war ghost world, the god of blood-killing!

"You don't belong to this world, outsider!" The red-armored God of War was covered in armor, only revealing a pair of blood-red eyes, looking at Enzo up and down, and said.

"A clone?" Enzo murmured.

The red-armored God of War who descended on the Solu Plain exuded a divine aura, but it was not the blood-killing god himself, but just a clone.

"Did you notice me at the harvest celebration a few days ago?" Suddenly, Enzo asked.

The Tatar tribe has not received the attention of the blood-killing god for decades, but just a few days ago, it suddenly received a blessing from the god. This is obviously not a normal thing.

"When the breath of outsiders appears in this world, it is like fire in the dark night." The red-armored God of War said quietly, "When a strange breath passed through the cracks in the void and came to this world, I had already Noticed!"

"However, at that time, your strength was too weak. Even I couldn't lock the specific position, so I could only wait for the opportunity."

After hearing the words of the red-armored God of War, a thoughtful expression appeared on Enzo's face.

When outsiders come to the world of war ghosts, they are as out of place as a drop of oil falling into clear water. However, when Enzo first crossed over, his power was too weak and it was difficult for him to be noticed by the blood-killing god.

However, as Enzo's strength recovered little by little, the aura on his body became more and more obvious, like a torch in the dark night.

"So...during the harvest celebration, you put a little of your power into the Tatar tribe to test my existence?" Enzo asked again.

The red-armored God of War did not refute, and said solemnly: "The gift from the gods can make you stronger, but you did not accept my power!"

"Accept your power?"

A sneer appeared on Enzo's face, and he said: "Then I will become your puppet?"

The red-armored God of War looked calm.

The original purpose of lowering the divine power at the harvest celebration was for control, but his plan did not succeed, and Enzo was not tempted by the divine power at all.

"Why don't you accept God's gift?" There was a hint of doubt in the red-armored God of War's tone.

"The wizard's reason is far beyond your imagination!"

Enzo was expressionless and said in a deep voice, ": It's meaningless to say this now. Since you appear here, you must have your own purpose, right?"

After saying that, Enzo raised his hand.

The Soul Bone Wand appeared in the palm of his hand, and the shadow disguise of the artifact also turned into a shadow, covering Enzo's face. The magic power gradually recovering in his body was ready to go.

Enzo is just a hair away from his heyday.

If what descended on the Tatar tribe was the true form of the blood-killing god, Enzo would probably have no choice but to escape. However, what appears now is just a clone, or even an existence similar to a projection. Enzo is confident that he can defeat the opponent.

"If I wanted to take action against you, I would not come to this plain in the form of a projection." The red-armored God of War said quietly.

"What are your plans?" Enzo's eyes flashed.

"Outsiders, let's make a deal?" Suddenly, the red-armored God of War spread his hands and said, "I can feel that your strength is enough to accomplish many things, especially those that are inconvenient for me to take action!"

"Trade? What do you want?" Enzo asked.

"Having been in the War Ghost World for so long, I think you already know a lot about this world, right?" The red-armored God of War said solemnly: "Since the birth of the War Ghost World, only two original beings have been born!"

"The God of Disaster and the God of Bloodkiller?"

"This is just our code name." The red-armored God of War shook his head slightly, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and said, "In the original era, the names of the God of Disaster and I were [Red] and [Black] respectively. Until later, those weak The war ghost appeared and worshiped us as gods!"

"Red and black?" Enzo's eyes flashed.

The so-called original life in the mouth of the red-armored God of War should be the two indigenous gods formed by the power of chaos in the early days of the War Ghost World. They were born in red and black forms respectively, and it was not until later that they were named gods by the War Ghost Clan.

"It has been 18,000 years since the formation of the War Ghost World, but the war between me and [Black] has never stopped!" The red-armored God of War spoke quietly, with a hint of deepness in his tone, " : Although we were good friends in the original era, the innate rules of the world have led to us being destined to become enemies!”

Enzo nodded slightly, knowing exactly what the red-armored God of War meant.

The world of war ghosts gave birth to two gods, who were born to represent two sides of the same body. No matter what their personalities were, their opposing stances destined the god of disaster and the god of blood-killing to become enemies.

Because only in this way can they devour each other and become the sole ruler of the world.

"So... you want me to help you deal with the God of Disaster?" A hint of understanding appeared on Enzo's face.

"That's right! That's exactly what it is."

The red-armored God of War nodded and said solemnly: "Thousands of years have passed, and the battles between [Black] and I have continued. Although I have generally won, due to the particularity of the world's rules, I cannot completely Erase [Black]!”

"The special nature of the world's rules?" Enzo frowned slightly.

"It's a special rule."

The red-armored God of War sighed quietly and said, "The two beings born in the original era symbolize the two sides of the world. Due to the existence of the rules of balance, it is difficult for [Black] and I to kill each other completely."

A hint of surprise appeared on Enzo's face.

Any world has some special rules and attributes, among which balance is one of the basic rules. Just like the original forest world, the Akiela Tree almost completely controlled the world, but it could not fundamentally eliminate the disaster beast Aoqi. No, it can only be sealed.

In the world of war ghosts, there are constant battles between the blood-killing gods and the gods of disasters. The blood-killing gods have won many times and even supported the war ghosts to rule the world. However, the gods of disasters can still pass through the black fog season and continue to dominate the world. Raging across the land.

The existence of the rules of balance means that the God of Bloodkiller and the God of Disaster can defeat each other, but cannot completely kill them.

"So...you want to use my power?"

Enzo looked thoughtful and said, ": Because I don't belong to this world, so I'm not bound by the rules of balance. Is this your only chance to destroy the God of Disaster?"

"Yes, that's exactly it!" The red-armored God of War admitted frankly.

"Then what do I get?"

Enzo spread his palms and said calmly, ": I think you should know very well what risks you will take when you confront a god. Even if I succeed in helping you kill the god of disaster, what will I gain?"

The red-armored God of War fell silent.

Indeed, being hostile to a god will inevitably entail great risks. If you want to drive Enzo, even the blood-killing god, you will have to pay some price.

"How about a coordinate from another world?"

After a while, the red-armored God of War spoke quietly, raised an arm, and a blood-red cursor slowly appeared in his palm.

"Alien coordinates!" Enzo's pupils shrank.

"I got this coordinate by chance." The red-armored God of War held his palm, and the red cursor disappeared in his palm, saying, "After the final battle with the God of Disaster, the war between us was inadvertently broken. Entering the void of the world, they were both involved in the turbulence of the void."

"I wandered in the void for a long time, so I discovered a special world, and the God of Disaster was attracted by another extremely huge world and entered it with his true body!"

"Wizard World!" Enzo murmured softly.

After hearing the blood-killing god's story, the doubts in his heart were finally answered. Why could the original god of disaster invest his power into the wizarding world and cause chaos as an evil god?